Okay, now we're feeling guilty for lying.

Is guilt just a useless self-destructive angry inner voice that our other seldom-heard compassionate inner voice should politely tell to buggar off?

As always our Butters save the day with their beautiful, hilarious and often disturbing Guilty Pleasures including running with jazz hands, using butter as a dip and bra-warmed chocolate.

(Also includes Kirsty’s tales of a joyous recent smear test. You have been warned.)